I slammed on the brakes! (He really is a pretty duck.) He stopped in the middle of the road. His lady friends stopped in a little line behind him. He glanced around, probably assuming my tire was in the way, then turned around and waddled back the way he and his ladies came.
Thank God no one was right behind me. Thank God the kids were all in their booster seats, car seat, and securely buckled up. Thank God I didn't squish a duck.
So that's my theory: Accidents happen close to home because it's familiar territory and we zone out. Just sayin'.
~ G
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